The One Novels & Stories

Yes, baby, You are the ONE; the only ONE. ♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪ I just can't finish it. Both of them start clapping like crazy fans. Yeah, both of them are crazy fans of IKha.

Raze said wiping her tears again. “Hey, sorry to bother you two,” Daemon said coming into the room. “Speaking of the devil,” Raze chuckled making her giggle. Daemon looked at them confused then shook his head, “Anyway, um, Little One ate five chicken nuggets and some fries and drank all her apple juice. Can she have that ice cream now?” “Chocolate chip cookie dough?” Raze asked and Daemon smirked. “Oh, she’s why that’s the only flavor you will eat,” He chuckled. “Go figure.”

It contained only one sentence: "Justice hasn’t been served." I clenched my jaw. Was this about Louis Brook? Or was it a warning?

the system said. A sharp sense of weightlessness surged through me. When I opened my eyes again, I was lying on my own soft bed. Outside the window, the familiar neon lights of the city glowed quietly. Downstairs, the sound of traffic drifted in steady waves. There was no mission, no tasks, and certainly no obsessive man like Caspian. The system's voice echoed in my mind, carrying a rare hint of relief. "As per our agreement, 50 million dollars has been transferred to your account through legal channels. Now, initiating the final step—Restoration of Emotions."

Nothing interested me. I stared at the screen again and frowned. When did I type this? The name Uno was written on the search bar, pulling more than a million information automatically. A particular website caught my eye. www.TheOne.com. Home to hundreds of information's, pictures, and tidbits about Uno, the number one star in our hearts, was the caption underneath. I clicked that website out of curiosity. What could they possibly say about her?

I walk over to him and press a kiss to his cheek before I rest my hands on his shoulders. "Hey," I whisper and massage his shoulder. I can feel him physically relax before he looks up at me. "Need help?" "I don't think so. These numbers aren't adding up, but I think I just made a mistake whilst counting," Gage says as he grabs a piece of paper. I look down at it and then to the screen. "What number do you think that is?" I ask and Gage waits a moment before he answers with seven. "It's supposed to be a one."

Thank you to everyone who supported me, y'all are part of this success. FURTHER ANNOUNCEMENT: One In A Million will have its spin-off, Run. This one will show how the world works outside the facility during the time they were battling with the parasites and zombies. Lawrence and Georgia will be the lead characters here. I will write it soon, so, stay tuned! Live long, Mickeys!

said Gaby Clark held both of Gaby’s cheeks. “I know Dylan. I would rather have him kiss you than some other man, lest I get into a fight,” said Clark. “Another thing, you’re in love with me, aren’t you?” Gaby said, “Of course. You’re my one and only, one and only you!” said Gaby, who even sang the hymn of Your Song. “Geez, you make me fall for you repeatedly!” said Clark.

𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘯𝘶𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘢� ��𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮.

3 feet tall body that clearly shout out *I go to the gym every fucking day* in front of me like a fucking wall. As he stands in front of me, I shudder and gulp, I could feel cold sweats oozing from my skin pores, because the Stephen Brown in front of me now, isn’t the angelic cupid from before, he’s now like an angry mob who had his girlfriend stolen from him. He’s only cupid in front of Lisa, he’s a bouncer to everyone else! “Hey! You are the one who wants to steal Lisa from me. RIGHT?!” Stephen growls.